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May 2016
When I finished grad school,
But I was still a fool.

When I worked hard to stay debt-free,
But the government still owned my property.

When I could feel my heart swoon,
But I knew the infatuation would be over soon.

When I felt safe breathing in your skin,
But the reason behind my anxiety was that very sin.

It's more than a feeling
Worse than anxiety
Not really apathy
I call it Ennui.
Written by
Louise Demetros
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